Your eyes opened wide, your breath heavy and tears streaming down your cheeks. You looked around and recognised, where you were. Your room. The room was devoured by darkness, the only light was the moonlight, shining through your curtains. You remembered the dream again, already remembering every single second of it. You rubbed your eyes, your breath getting normal again, but the tears didn't stop.
You pulled your knees to your chest and buried your face in them, trying not to wake up the others.
After a while you heard soft knocks on your door. You ignored them, thinking that the person would leave, but you heard them after a few seconds again. "Y/n? Love, can I enter?" you looked at the door, letting out another sob, not answering him.
"I won't let you there be alone, I'm coming in." he said at the other side of the door and entered the room to see you, crying on the floor. "Love, love," Peter quickly closed the door and rushed to you. He sat down next to you on the floor, not sure if he should pull you into a hug or just talk. You hid your face from him into your knees again, not wanting him to see you cry. Peter sighed and scooted closer to you, crossing his legs. "Y/n, please look up at me, I hate to see you like this," he persuaded with a sad voice. You slowly looked up at him and wiped the tears from your cheeks away. "Will you tell me what happened?" Peter asked softly, not wanting you to feel pressure. He wrapped his arms around you, getting a feeling to protect you from everything. You snuggled into his chest, letting out a sob, which you didn't know you held. You started crying again, remembering the nightmare and the worst moment in your life again. You soaked his shirt wet with with your tears, but Peter didn't mind. He held you closer to his chest and it didn't last long before rocking you and him back and forth on the cold bedroom floor.
After a while, your breathing got back to let's say, normal state and you finally faced Peter, your cheeks covered with tears and eyes red and puffy. Peter cupped your cheeks and wiped the tears away, stroking your cheeks softly. "Tell me what happened, please. I'm worried, love." [more in comments]
Senior Year-Peter Parker (13)
“Aunt May please Stop!”—
“Well how are you planning on going out with that hair?!” Mays says as she tries to apply more of Stephens gel on the poor teen,
“I’m going to the Carnival! Not.. a.. restaurant!” Peter struggles to say his words since he is trying to move away from the huge lump of gel on her hand,
All he literally asked was for advice on what to wear, but once she helped him with his outfit all she did was glance up to his head with a smile but then drops it when she sees how messy it is. With one shake of her head, May grabbed Peters hand and led him straight to Stephens room where they have been for at least an hour or so. Peter tried stopping her, but didn’t succeed since he felt her spreading something on top of his head and noticed how she had a small bottle on her hand. Peter also tried moving away, but the way she glared at him made him stay put as she happily spread the blue gel on him. However, she kept adding more and more whenever she didn’t feel satisfied with her work, and Peter was becoming nervous when he was starting to feel his hair extremely stiff.
“So what!? I can’t let my handsome nephew go on his first date looking like he just got out of bed!” May says with a huff as she tries placing more gel,
Peter only groans at his aunt, but then feels relieved when he sees her placing the bottle of gel on the counter and starts to wipe her hand with a towel. “Look at me,” With a loud sigh Peter faces his aunt and sees how she has her hands on either side of her hips as she stares at him from head to toe,
She observes him like if he was an art work who was getting judged and waiting on what else was needed. Peter only stays standing with a nervous posture and waits for his aunt to say something, but from the way she was observing him meant she wasn’t done. “
“Nothing!” Peter answers quickly hoping his aunt will take the hint and would just let him do the rest,
Peter only had a few minutes left before he had to go pick you up from your home, but if May kept trying to add more gel on his hair he’s for sure going to miss his date with you. (Continue 👇👇)
As I was leaving the house I was looking at the time on my phone I surprisingly still had five minutes so I decided to walk. As I was putting my phone away I got a text from lucy
I smiled at her worry. I started to walk and 5 minutes later I arrived. It was a cute little cafe that serves lunch and small dinners. I walked it and saw him sitting on a table. His face expression was nervous? Y was he nervous he is the famous one that stars in a marvel movies for Christ sake. I guess he heard the ding of the bell of me entering cause he looked up quickly and smiled at the sight of me and I walked up.
(This part might seem awkward but it’s really not that’s just the way I wrote it… awkward but it’s not meant to be awkward)
T) hi. Do u want a drink?
Y) oh no I’m fine
T) Ok well I wanted to thank u by getting a drink and brunch so pick something or I will pick it for u.
He said with a course, reassuring and a positive smile. He sounded convincing and there was a moment of silence when we get gave each other snickering but friendly smiles. I guess we had an unspoken staring contest. I gave in and blinked.
T) ha I win! Come on what do u want?
Y) nope I’m not letting u buy me anything
He gave me puppy dog eyes and.. he’s freaking Tom Holland what do u expect me to do I mean look at that face.
Y) fiiiinnnnnee! Chai latte but no food
T) yes food
We argued for 10 more minutes straight, and we did it like we had known each other for years it was a weird feeling hanging out with “Spider-Man” like we grew up together. Eventually I gave in getting eggs benedict. (Eggs benedict And chai latte is bomb! I will go now bye) Also I’m so bad at writing this part so ya)
T) she did that!
U said with a giggle
T) ok, ok how many girls do u life with u have a lot of stories
Y) seven? Including me
T) damn! How do pay rent?
Y) well some of the girls are actors and the rest of us work at the cinema, but when us cinema girls have spare time we r makeup artists for the others. But I need a new job that makes more money cause I’m not getting as much as the others cause I started later.
T) oh… well u could be my makeup artist I need a new one the other one got fired
You turned around and Mantis suddenly disappeared, like she was just a dust. You looked at your father Tony, who was confused as you were. Peter held you close to his side, scared thas something will happen to you, because you were injured. "Quill?" Drax said and he faded away as Mantis. Peter's grip on your waist strengthened and your breath became heavier as you felt your fears coming to life. "Dad, dad? What, what's happening?" you said, looking at your dad, who was staring blankly at Quill. "Steady, Quill?" Tony asked him, swallowing hardly. Quill looked at his hand, eyes showing the fear he was feeling. He faced you and you felt tears coming to your eyes. "Oh man," he managed to say, before he slowly faded away too. You and Peter never letting of each other, walked to your dad slowly. "What should we do Mr. Stark?" Peter asked. Tony didn't answered and searched for Doctor Strange. The three of you looked at him and you could tell, that he was kind of scared, but he was sure of what was happening. "Doctor Strange? Are, are you okay?" you left Peter and ran to him. You kneeled down and saw him fading away. "No, no, no-" "Be strong little Stark," he said and you nodded. "There was no other way.." he let out a heavy breath, waiting for his time to go. You felt a single tear running down your cheek as he faded away.
You turned around to your dad who was lost as you were. What the hell was happening? You looked at Peter, whose breath was quick and his expression on face was sad, you could see the hurt in his eyes. "Mr. Stark? I don't, I don't feel so good," Peter's voice was breaking and your mind went blank. "You alright?" Tony asked, looking at you and then back at Peter. "I don't know what's happening, I don't know what's happenin'- save me, save me," you ran to him and he fell onto you, wrapping his arms around you. You almost fell on the ground, because Peter's body was too heavy for you. "Y/n, Y/n- I don't wanna go, I don't wanna go-" Peter cried into your shoulder. Tony helped you with him and took him in his arms. "Mr. Stark please, please, I don't wanna go, I don't wanna go-" Tony laid Peter down on the ground [more in comments]
Senior Year-Peter Parker (12)
The rest of the week had past by pretty quickly and was now Friday. You couldn’t be more grateful and more happier, especially since you would see Peter nonstop and would practically be by his side almost everyday. Ned instantly found out the next day of the kiss when you and Peter arrived at school, he saw how you and Peter were extremely close and also saw how your hands were “secretly” intertwined behind your backs. Instead of being offended, Ned happily hugged the both of you with a smile and started to jump while having you both in his arms, causing everyone to look your guys way. With an embarrassed chuckle and a smile you managed to untangle yourself from Ned’s hold and quietly calmed him down.
The first few days of being with Peter in front of the whole school, people would stare at the both of you with surprise faces—especially Flash— but you would smile at them and hold Peter tighter by his hand. Your other friends from other periods were happy for you and would only hug you, other’s didn’t really care and would minded their own business after the second day. Flash however was sending daggers to Peter whenever he’ll see him kiss you on the cheek or on the head and had smoke coming out of his ears when he saw the moment Peter kissed you goodbye on the lips one day after school, at first you would ignore Flash and his idiot comments about Peter but then started getting out of hand when Flash went up to you one day and told you to break up with Peter and to chose him instead. That made you have more anger and hatred towards Flash, you only scoffed in his face before walking away. You couldn’t believe Flash would seriously say something like that, but then again it was Flash who would say something like that.
Finally arriving at your school and after a few minutes of trying to find parking, you are climbing off your Jeep. Once you gathered all your stuff from your car, you start to walk towards the school where you instantly spot Ned talking to MJ once again.
After ages of battling Thanos and getting knocked down constantly, Thanos took a swing at you with his gauntlet. His heavy fist collided with your head. Your helmet was completely damaged, it was no use anymore. You took it off and put it beside you as you lay on the ground helplessly. You placed a hand on your head where it most hurt, but all of you was aching. There was no way you could get yourself up on your feet. Thanos slowly walked towards you, with a sly smirk on his face. He lifted his fist up. But you were in to much pain, all you could do was lie there and accept defeat. All of a sudden your father Tony Stark comes flying at Thanos, shooting and kicking at him as much as he can. He managed to get a drop of blood fall from Thanos’ cheek. It was infinity stones versus your fathers suit, but of course Tony was no match for Thanos. His armour started to break but it didn’t stop him from putting up a fight. Tony attempted to stab Thanos, but Thanos grabbed the knife and snapped it off his armour, he plunged the knife deep in Tony’s stomach. He felt the cold steel inside of him, and coughed, guttering, chocking. He looked at Thanos, desperation in his eyes. You cried out, “DAD!!” You strived to get yourself up. Whether it was a protective urge that over came you, you weren’t sure, but somehow you managed to get yourself up and run over to your father. You kneeled beside him and placed a hand near the wound, blood trickled down onto your fingers. Tears streamed down your face. There was nothing you could do.
Thanos managed to receive all the stones. With the snap of his fingers, people started turning to dust. Half of the universe. When Thanos returned to Titan, he immediately separated you from Tony and threw you to the ground near your boyfriend Peter, who’s eyes were tearing up. “Y/N...” his voice was breaking. “I don’t feel so good....” he stumbled towards you, lips trembling and hands shaking. “I don’t-I don’t know what’s happening... I don’t-“ he paused. “I don’t want to go.” “Your fine ok. We’re going to get out of here!” You told him, although you knew it was a lie. You looked over desperately to your father and cried. “Y/N...”
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Written by: fanficparker
Proofread by: @lover.of.life3
(*JUST A VERY SMALL EPILOGUE LEFT.... *) (I really have no words as I am pretty sure I will miss writing this book... It was like my big project...) (Feedback will be appreciated!) Word count: 1600 words
Date: 20 Mar'19
Peter Parker The Spectacular Spider-Man. Issue 1. Dec. 1976. Script: Gerry Conway. Pencils: Sal Buscema. Ink: Mike Esposito. Cover: Sal Buscema & John Romita. The first issue of an exciting new Spider-Man monthly unlimited series. The series ran continually until 1998.